taking a different path

Leaving for therapy yesterday Da Cripple Bus was about 10 minutes early. Our driver was Sanaya, a funny black woman who has driven us several times before. Erica had just purchased me a soda and was walking up as I was being loaded into the bus. Sanaya noted my wheelchair, my nail polish and my baseball hat were all green. Erica handed me a soda 'and now you’re drinking a Sprite?" Sanaya said "You just Al Green today.”

We got to the hospital early so we went to our usual hang out space. If we have the time we normally head up to the elevator area to people watch while killing time. Yesterday there were 2 women pushing an ice cream cooler. I jokingly asked if there was any ice cream left. The woman said there was and walked over to give me an ice cream sandwich. Not five minutes later a friend from deep in my past, Jake Robins Nest, walked by. He recognized me and we spent 10 minutes talking. He was at the hospital visiting his wife after she gave birth to their first child (it's a boy!!).

That was a lot of good juju in a short burst. Da Cripple Bus was early picking us up to go home as well. We should have stopped along the way to buy some lottery tickets.